Day 229 Fire

Today I did battle with the garden, clearing brambles and nettles from the borders. The grass is now a lawn, not a hay meadow. When I came indoors, battle-scarred but victorious, I saw a pile of bits of papers. These were the name and addresses from envelopes received over the past few months and waiting for a fire to burn them. 

So I lit a few fire cones in the log burner and took my time feeding the bits of paper into the flames.  Who needs a shredder when you can protect your identity with FIRE!

It was appropriate to have a fire this evening as Adam has always loved making fires and today is his birthday. Happy birthday son.